BY fernet

Description:  

there's an itch that feeds from one individual, to the next-- a centipede that crawls between the ears and tap dances between synapses, tickling at the grey matter and flesh that's even more sensitive, and the only way to scratch is to rut. like dogs or like . it's primal, vile, delicious, and while some call it a love rush, others call it sacrilege. but when the itch is scratched, you'll cry only for salvation.

love rush is this and more, deep and intense emotions running by your veins; the adrenaline of pure, unadulterated freedom. when it's so good you can taste it, who's to tell you it's wrong?

↝ and yuri is allowed, without limitations.
↝ marriage is allowed. pregnancy and m-preg are allowed as well.
↝ semi!au roleplay. be whatever you want.
↝ friendly and sweet members.
↝ is encouraged everywhere.
 
Chracters:  all of you

Story Length:  oneshot

Genre:  roleplay

Status: ongoing

Warnings: Rated M